A few days later I was released from the hospital and I went back to live with Drew, as a married couple.
He usually leaves early in the morning and gets home around 5:00PM. If he does have to leave for a few days then he comes home early in the morning.
I met some of the people he 'works' with and they are really nice. At first the mafia thing scared me but I got used to it.
I went in the closet and pulled out my jeans and a sweater.
Drew was in the bathroom shaving and getting ready to leave.
I put on my jeans but I couldn't get them buttoned. Damn.
Drew turned on the sink and I went in the bedroom.
You know that thing where you lay down and try to button up your pants? Yeah, well I did that and they still wouldn't zip or button.
Drew came out of the bathroom drying his face with a towel. When he saw me he laughed.
"Shut up." I threw a pillow at him.
"Sorry." he smiled. "What are you doing?"
I furrowed my eyebrows in concentration. "I can't button my pants." I huffed.
He nodded and went in the closet. "Why don't you just wear shorts?"
"It's autumn." I said in a 'duh' tone. I tried buttoning them again but they wouldn't get close enough together. These were the biggest pair I had.
I gave up and threw my hands in the air. I stormed in the closet and traded my jeans for some Soffe shorts.
He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Shut up." I mumbled and went downstairs to eat.
After I made Drew a cup of coffee, I looked in the cabinets for something good to eat. I found a box of muffin mix and began making them.
Drew came in and picked up the coffee. "Thanks." he took a drink and then set it down on the counter. "I'm going to be late."
"Love you." I turned my cheek to him so he could kiss it.
"Ik hou ook van jou, lieverd." he smiled.
I turned to look at him. "What?"
"It means 'I love you, too, sweetheart.'"
"In what language?" I asked incredulously.
"Dutch." he smiled and pecked my lips. "I'll be back later."
I nodded and smiled. He picked up his cup of coffee and left. I continued making the muffins and when that was finished I called Tammy.
She answered groggily.
"Hey," I said cheerily.
"What?" she yawned.
"What's wrong?" I hopped on the counter.
"It's 6:30AM."
"Ohhhhh, yeah, I forgot."
She laughed. "Why are you awake this early. You usually sleep past noon."
"Drew has to leave early so I just started getting up with him." I jumped off the counter and poured myself a cup of juice. "Do you want to go shopping later?"
"Sure."
"Cool, I can't fit in my jeans anymore."
She laughed.
{Author's note: hello readers!! I decided to skip ahead 7 months later. (that would make her 8 months prego)Yeah I know that's a lot of time but this story is almost over. I think this and the next chapter are going to be it. If the next chapter isn't the epilogue then the one after that will be. DON'T HATE ME!}
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